People miss Xue Daoheng every day.
After the wild goose falls, people think about flowers before.
Return to my hometown Book II Tanghe Zhangzhi
I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been here half the time recently.
Only the front of the courtyard is the mirror of the lake, and the spring breeze does not reduce the old waves.
Du Fu, the younger brother of Moonlit Night.
A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Books are often not delivered. What can I expect in wartime? .
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.
Tang Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
Weicheng Qutang Wangwei
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine. Westerners have no reason to go out.
Do it tonight, Don.
The cold light in the hotel stays awake alone. Why does the guest's heart become sad?
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant;
The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
People miss Xue Daoheng every day.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.
Return to my hometown Book II Tanghe Zhangzhi
I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-dead recently.
Only the front of the courtyard is the mirror of the lake, and the spring breeze does not reduce the old waves.
Du Fu, the younger brother of Moonlit Night.
A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in a war? .
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Tang Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
Weicheng Qutang Wangwei
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.
Do it tonight, Don.
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
Silence reminds me of Li Bai on Tang night.
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Everyone is responsible for the fate of his country; Everyone has a responsibility to his country.
What do you dare to do to make a commitment to your country?
I am determined to dedicate my life to my motherland. Lu Xun's self-titled portrait
Is skull willing to make idle people old? The motherland would rather grab the ashes? Infinitely sad home country hate, Long song generous not wandering.
Qiu Jin's A King of Cambodia
I often think about my life and die for the urgency of my country.
Sima Qian's letter to Ren
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
Wu's painful history
An inch of heart, only for the country.
Lu You takes rice in Jiangbei Village.
I dare not forget my motherland.
Lu You's Disease Book
Take national affairs as one's own responsibility.
Han Yu's Preface to Sending Xu Yingzhou
I will do my best for the interests of my country until I die.
Lin Zexu
The Huns are not extinct, why should they be extinct?
Huo Qubing
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, so shine on Han Qing with Dan's heart.
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it?
Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.
Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
-Yue Fei
My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
-Tan Sitong
Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?
-Tan Sitong
In this life, who knows, my heart is in Tianshan, and I am always in Cangzhou!
-Lu you
Who knows? Although the temple is broken, the heart is not dead.
-Lu you
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. When you feel it, the tears are fading, and the lonely birds sing their sadness.
-Du Fu
Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
-Du Mu
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
-Wang Changling
At that time, we met tonight, and Wan Li was homesick.
-Du Fu
The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
-Li Bai
Suddenly I heard that simple melody you sang, which made people cry.
-Du Shenyan
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
-Lu you
The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
—— Fan Zhongyan
numerous hills and streams
"Dapeng rides the wind for one day,
Soaring into Wan Li. "
Counting the children who have been loved for five thousand years:
Shameful bully,
Female scholar Su Shi.
Flying while dancing, waving a huge pen,
Number one in the world!
Suddenly, I heard the thunder outside.
Millions of creatures are happy.
Deserve righteousness and despise life and death;
Life is endless,
Struggle
How much pride is there in poetry?
Heaven and earth!